Paroles et traduction en anglais William Luna - Como Una Gota En Sequia (Version Acustica)

Como Una Gota En Sequia (Version Acustica)

Dicen que ya no piensa en mí
Y mi nombre no pronuncia más
Hablan que no entro en su jardín
Que mis cartas no las lee más
No creo
La conozco bien
No Creo
Ella piensa en mi
Como una gota en sequía
Que mojara día a día sus mejillas
Tal vez dirá que hay un hombre que aun no olvida
Me llevara toda su vida
Ella piensa en mi
Como una gota en sequía
Que mojara día a día sus mejillas
Tal vez dirá que hay un hombre que aun no olvida
Me llevara toda su vida
Ella piensa en mi
Como una gota en sequía
Que mojara día a día sus mejillas
No olvidara
Nunca nunca que fue mia y me llevara toda su vida
En mi., lose, en mi
Hablan que fui solo un error que nunca debio darme su calor
Dicen que no entro en su jardin
Que mis carta no las lee más
No creo
La conozco bien
No Creo
Ella piensa en mi
Como una gota en sequía
Que mojara día a día sus mejillas
Tal vez dirá que hay un hombre que aun no olvida
Me llevara toda su vida
Ella piensa en mi
Como una gota en sequía
Que mojara día a día sus mejillas
No olvidara
Nunca nunca que fue mia, me llevara toda su vida
Ella piensa en mi...
Lose., lose, lose
Me llevara con ella un dia.
Un dia.
Un dia.

As a Drop in Drought (Acoustic Version)

They say she no longer thinks of me
And my name she no longer utters
They speak that I do not enter her garden
That my letters she no longer reads
I don't believe it
I know her well
I don't believe it
She thinks of me
As a drop in drought
That wets her cheeks day by day
Perhaps she'll say there's a man she still hasn't forgotten
It will take her whole life
She thinks of me
As a drop in drought
That wets her cheeks day by day
Perhaps she'll say there's a man she still hasn't forgotten
It will take her whole life
She thinks of me
As a drop in drought
That wets her cheeks day by day
She won't forget
Never ever that she was mine and it will take her whole life
In me, I know, in me
They say I was only a mistake who should have never given her his warmth
They say I do not enter her garden
That my letters she no longer reads
I don't believe it
I know her well
I don't believe it
She thinks of me
As a drop in drought
That wets her cheeks day by day
Perhaps she'll say there's a man she still hasn't forgotten
It will take her whole life
She thinks of me
As a drop in drought
That wets her cheeks day by day
She won't forget
Never ever that she was mine, it will take her whole life
She thinks of me...
I know, I know, I know
She will take me with her one day.
One day.
One day.